E B G# C#m A E B
E B G# C#m
this song is for abigale at the top of the stairs
A E B
she is blowing spit bubbles off into the air
E B G# C#m
to her sweet mother helga who has showed us a walk
A E B
the sounds of her coughing now rest in her coffin
A C#m
who is sinking along with the dirt
B
may us all be so lucky to spend our days swimming in her
E B G# C#m A E B
E B G# C#m
this heart is for abigale she is shivering and cold
A E B
warm thoughts of her mother deep under the snow
A C#m
with handfulls of dirt in the air
B
she said i will sow our limbs together if i have to
E B
E B
E B
and i'd like to set flames to all of those memories
E B
that place the spotlight over all of her injuries
E B
though we can exist with some otherlying symmetries
A C#m
though abigale will always stay the same
B E
just over and over and over and over and over
E B G# C#m A E B x2